Wednesday, December 06, 2006

My MacGyver moment

On Friday, as I was getting ready to go home, I couldn't find my front light. I looked in my bag and in my office. No luck. I figured I had left it attached to the bike, which in my town is the same thing as leaving a sign taped to the handlebars that reads, "Please take this light home with you."

I found a flashlight in a desk drawer and lashed it to the handlebars with a bungee cord. Every time I hit a bump, the flashlight's beam would swing up into the trees. It was a constant struggle to keep it aimed toward oncoming traffic.

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A few years ago I bought a new light, but never bothered to install the batteries, or even take it out of the packaging. Then when I needed it, I put in the batteries, and it didn't work. Turned out to be defective, as a change of batteries didn't work either. I duct taped a flashlight to my headtube. That arrangement grew tiresome. The shop where I bought the light replaced it, and I have been using it ever since.

About Bike Year

Bike Year began on July 1, 2005 as a record of my efforts to use a bicycle, rather than a car, for daily errands. Originally imagined as a one year diary, it continues today as a repository for information about utility cycling and bicycle commuting in Savannah, Georgia. It was restarted on June 2, 2010, in response to the Deepwater Horizon disaster.